Innocently they got thereOn that night of rageThrough their pores we saw the sourceOf what makes us raveThen the wrath would come alongWith a violent frameAnd an arrow would cross their heartsNothing stopped our massive assailThe fists, the screams, the struggleThe wrath, the rage, the bleedingThey were lightening the flamesOf our fire, we just made them payBloodshedNone of them could fleeWe listened to their pleaBloodshedThey wanted to bleedAs wrath shots came to usWe felt glorifiedWe let our fists be our voiceAnd they covered the nightWe dressed our hearts in blackTo continue the fightAnd a ray guided our hateWhere night shows it's evil sideBlood is what they wishedSomeone had to pay